Beneath The Ashen Grave Lyrics

Be there no query of the strength of men
Of fearsome men that trod the land
With sword in hand and shield they stand
The mark of might that bears the clan
Set high, this frozen world they span
But in the lands that lie below
A hatred grows almost unknown
But written of in ancient lore
A world once theirs, now scorched by wars
A place where lost souls find no rest
The heart of life dug from its chest
As a being that was once alive
From 'neath its corpse death now shall rise
Beneath the ashen grave
The hatred takes its form
A blackened mass; a vision so maligned
Now to the north they storm
Searing screams are heard
From the depths of the lower lands
A call to arms is raised, raised high
The steel within man's hands
The hatred makes its presence; now begins the epic clash
Of bone, blood, steel, and flame 'til all that's left is ash